“Follow me” says and leads you out into the back garden. She then picks up a bat from the table and holding it out in front of her.
“Coach,” she says, obviously getting into character, “Is this right?”
“No” you say playing along “You need to adjust your stance and bend your arms a little and your hold…”
“Oh” she says in mock dismay “I’m doing it all wrong aren’t I? I’ll never get it right! I’m such an idiot. Please don’t throw me off the team!”
“No , you’re not an idiot. You just need a little help, and that’s why I asked you to stay after school”
You walk over, stand behind her and reach forward to take hold of the bat.
“Maybe if I leaned over a little” she says pushing her tight little butt into your groin. The sight of her in her less than regulation uniform had already given you a tingle in your shorts and this makes it even worse.
“Perhaps a little” you say “But not that much”
“How much?” she asks continuing to rub against your groin “Your going to have to show me”
Deciding to give the little minx a taste of her own medicine you ‘innocently’ take your hands off the bat and place them on her breasts which you squeeze toward you as a way of making her straighten up.
“Mmm.” She coos closing her eyes and enjoying the sensation. “You know Coach, I don’t think my real problem is technique.”
“No?” you ask “what is it?”
“I think my real problem is nerves. I can’t relax. Whenever there’s a practice or a game I get all tense and then I forget how to do stuff like hold the bat and catch and throw and stuff.”
“Really?” you ask, realizing where this is going.
“Yes. I think I could do better if I could only find some way of relaxing myself before practice or the game”
“Have you tried masturbating?” you ask
“No” she says screwing up her pretty little nose in mock naivety “What’s that?”
“Come over here and I’ll show you” you say.
You direct her to a banana lounge and sit down on it.
“Now you’ll first need a towel or something to sit on,” you say “because it can get kind of messy.”
“O.k., Coach” she says “I’ll use the towel I use for showering”
“Good, although you might need a separate towel in future because you don’t want to dry yourself off with a messy towel do you”
“No” she says giggling and playing the airhead to the hilt.
“O.k. now you’ll need to take off your underpants…”
“You mean my panties?”
“Yes your panties. You need to take them off so you don’t get them messy as well”
“I don’t really understand. How will this mast… master …”
“Masturbation?”
“Yes. How will it mess up my panties?”
“It won’t if you take them off.”
“O.k.” she say playing the airhead for all it’s worth. She reaches under her skirt and pulls off her panties slowly lowering them down her legs. You can see it’s a little late as a small wet spot is already evident, but you decide to ignore it for the sake of the game.
“You might also want to take off your bra”
“Why? Will that get messy?”
“No. But it will make it easier and more fun?”
“You mean this mast..”
“How about we just call it playing with yourself?”
“Oh yes! That sounds fun. It is isn’t it?”
“Definitely”
She reaches under her shirt and unclips her bra and then deftly removes it without taking her shirt off. You can see the outline of her nipples showing through obviously.
“O.k.” you say “now put the towel down here and sit in front of me, just like I’m doing with a leg on either side.”
She does as she is told, getting a towel out of her gym bag and placing it in front of you before sitting down facing you.
“It would be better if you faced away from me” you say
“But then I couldn’t see what you were doing”
“You don’t need to see you’ll feel what I’m doing”
“O.k.” she says dubiously, stands up and turns around.
You move up close to her, but not close enough that you’re rubbing your groin against her (you don’t need any more of that stimulation quite yet). You reach around and put your hand up her skirt and touch her already moist pussy.
“Ooh, that feels nice” she says.
“And it’s going to feel nicer. Now I’m going to put my finger inside a little and find your clitoris”
“My what?”
“It’s a part of your vagina…”
“Vagina’s a nasty word. Call it my pussy, that’s cute”
“O.k. it’s a part of your pussy that you use to play with yourself.”
You quickly find her clit (you know where it was from last time you were down there) and begin to rub it gently.
“Oh my, coach, that feels wonderful.” says.
“Now the part I’m rubbing now is called your clitoris,” you say “but if that’s too hard you can call it your clit, and rubbing it gently, as I’m doing, is really all you need to do to play with yourself.”
“Oh! Mmm! But what about the …Mmm … towel and why … Oh … why did you make … make … make me take off my bra?”
“Well as you play with yourself your pussy it becomes moister and moister. See” You say taking your hand and putting it in front of her face.
“Is that pee?” she asks innocently “Because if it is that’s gross”
“No, it’s … let’s just call it your juice. You make it when your playing with yourself and at other times”
“Like when?”
“We’ll talk about that later. Now like I was saying when you play with yourself your pussy becomes juicy and that juice can run out. If you’re wearing panties they can get wet and if your sitting on something it can get your juice on it. You wouldn’t want to make a mess or have to walk around with wet panties would you?”
“No. Can you keep playing with me?”
“Of course” you say putting your fingers back in her wet slit.
“Oh…Yes… that’s it … Um, but what about my bra?”
“While you just have to rub your clit in order to play with yourself you can make it even more fun by doing other things at the same time.”
“More Fun? Really? Like what?”
You reach up under her shirt with your other hand and begin to fondle her breasts, making sure to run your fingers across her erect nipples
“Oh my! Oh Coach! Your right, that actually feels even better. Oh wow!”
“You can also put your fingers deep inside your pussy like this…” you say thrusting the index and middle finger you have been using to rub her clit deep inside her.
“Ghah. Oh WOW! OH GOD! OH FUCK!” she screams “Sorry coach”
“That’s O.k. your allowed to say that when your playing with yourself.
“Really? I… Oh I think something’s happening. The pressure building up in my pussy is getting more and more … Oh … I think … I think it’s going to … OH! OH! OH! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Her body convulses as she reaches climax and she arches back against you.
Once she calms down she looks back at you. “You know I do feel more relaxed. Thanks coach.”
“Would you like to try it yourself?” you ask
“Maybe. Or maybe you can help me work on my grip, I’m sure you have something I could practice on. Or maybe my ball handling?”
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